Several cars were in front and behind the runners as they made their way though the neighborhood -- eight different cars blaring eight different songs...all at the same time. The runners did not seem to mind.The first patrol cars arrived after the first block, and half of the drivers decided it was time to leave the parade. They left in a hurry and, unfortunately, one of the drivers that was following the runners decided to bolt. He hit the gas and the car horn at the same time. Several streakers. I do mean slid. The cum around my ass made sliding on that vinyl seat a breeze. Bob and Bill got in on either side of me. Those two had their pants off before Craig could even get the car started. I thought they had looked kind of cheesy and cheap in their cut off sweats before but they worked out great. Thank God for baggy pants and elastic waistbands. My tits were being manhandled and both of them were getting fingers up my pussy before the tires hit pavement. Having two cum load already in. I regained sight and looked over at it, it was Ricky. Hello? I asked groggily. Hey, I need you over here…NOW. He said. What? Its elev- Excuse me…slave…did i tell you to question me? Get your little ass over here! He commanded. I paused, there was noise in the background…someone was talking to him. Y-yes sir. I said. I was so tired…but it was Ricky… Ugh, fine, Ill go. I got out if bed, ran a brush through my hair and walked all the way across campus to Rickys dorm room. There was noise coming. Gulnaz walked through the sliding doors and entered the huge hall that took various routes to in all fifteen suites each an independent unit with two to four bedrooms, study, kitchen, and living room. However, Gulnaz ran the house from central kitchen with overflowing number of servants who sometimes tripped on one another trying to be helpful.The main house was surrounded by different outer rim of servant quarters. The hall led into three living areas of immense dimensions and a huge dining.